PART 8:

MYTRIA SPEAKS:

When Mytre ran away from me, I was sure my heart would break. When I mentioned the Vision Quest I had spoken from within, without hesitation. And now, I have lost him. How could I have used such harsh words? I spent the rest of day inside the cave feeling worse than I could ever remember. How could I go from such wonderful heights of ecstasy and then plummet into deep despair. Had I lost all touch with my inner peace just because I had lost a man? However, he was not just any man. He was my Divine Complement, my Twin Flame. That is what the inner voice said, and my heart agreed.

I tortured myself through the entire day and into sunset, when I suddenly had a feeling of deep urgency and pending disaster. Something was about to happen or had just happened to Mytre. I calmed my mind and went inside to speak to the Mother. All I heard was “Send him healing love.” Then, I became terrified for that clearly meant that he was injured. But, where was he injured, and how? It was too late to follow his tracks, and I would only get lost myself. All I could do was spend most of the night worrying.

Then, I heard the Mother saying, “Drink some calming tea and sleep. You must be alert for tomorrow.” I did what she said and finally fell into a fitful sleep. I do not remember any dreams, nor did I get much rest. However, I woke up knowing that he had been injured, and I knew that I must find him. At sunrise, I packed all my healing herbs, poultices, more clothes, food and water. My pack was heavy, and I would not able to run. Therefore, I had to bring some kindling and my fire stones. He had walked off in the direction where the forest ended, and there could be nothing to burn.

As soon as it was light enough I started my journey. My pack was heavy and I had to go slowly to read his tracks. Some times there seemed to be no tracks, and I had to stop to consult the Mother. I walked all day, and almost till dark. I had never been to this area, so I had to stop and set up camp. There would be no use in both of us becoming injured. After I had eaten a small meal, I tried to go within, buy my growing fear for his safety did not allow me any information or much sleep.

MYTRE SPEAKS:

It was mid-day, and I had to find a way to get off this ledge. Another night in the cold without food or water would be far too dangerous for my leg. I had not noticed the large gash in my leg, which was now infected, and I knew I had a fever. If I didn’t move, I would pass out again. I had to trust the Inner Voice. I could not abandon Mytria in this way, I could not abandon my duty, and I could not abandon my self.

As I looked around, I could see no means of escape. Therefore, I looked inside to ask the Inner Voice. Perhaps I was hallucinating, but as soon as I closed my eyes, I saw the image of my SELF in my Vision Quest. “Follow me and listen to the Mother,” he said as he moved along the ledge to my right. I would have to crawl and drag my right leg, as I could not damage it more by putting weight on it.

After what seemed like forever, I found a space between the edge of the ledge and a bolder that I could—very carefully—crawl along. Once I went around the bolder, I found a gentler incline toward the top. The ground here was more stable, and there was even some foliage to grab onto. The Inner Voice reminded me to listen to the Mother again, and so I did. I touched the earth in the manner which Mytria had taught me and asked for Her guidance.

Instantly, I had a feeling to follow a certain trough in the earth, which afforded be enough security to frequently rest. I fought off my dizziness from my fever and lack of water, and contacted the Mother with my every choice of movement. My progress was very slow, but I was gradually moving up the side of the cliff. However, it was getting dark. I had to get to the top while there was enough light to see what I was doing.

I realized that I was going slowly for the sake of my leg, but I had to move more quickly to reach the top before dark. I closed my eyes for a moment to remember my vision. This version of me could move without even touching the ground. If I could BE that me, I could trust my every movement without hesitation. It took a while to envision my self in that manner, but I gradually began to feel a light about my form. I slowly opened my eyes to see that my body and the cliff around me were glowing.

I pushed aside my doubts of “hallucination” and chose to believe my experience. Now, I knew exactly where to place my hands and my good leg. There was no hesitation, no fear, no adrenalin, and no pain. I was in some sort of trance that allowed me to become ONE with the cliff. It almost felt as if the cliff was assisting my movement. When I looked up and saw an overhanging ledge, I did not fear.

Instead, I easily found an alternate route that allowed me to easily crawl over the top and onto flat ground. I rolled away from the cliff and I pulled myself over to a huge rock that held the heat of the day. I pushed myself against the warm rock and patted it to thank the Mother. Then, I looked up into the starry sky under which Mytria and I had fallen asleep many times and saw my body of light embracing hers. With this image in my mind, I fell into a deep sleep.

MYTRIA AND MYTRE SPEAK:

We realized later that we were very close to each other, but did not know it. However, this physical distance was necessary for us to bridge the etheric gap that still existed between us. We both looked into the starry sky and thanked the Mother for assisting us. Even though our bodies were apart, our hearts and minds were joined as we fell asleep. In fact, we had the same dream, or was it a vision.

We found ourselves back in the Core of the Mother, at the exact moment of our “accidental” merging. Now, after all we had been through, being merged into one person felt even stronger. We were both different people now. We had both survived and successfully completed our Initiations and had conquered our inner demons, which made our love even stronger.

As we stood as one, looking into each other’s eyes, the Mother came to us. We thought it was to bless us, but it was actually to give us our next assignment.

“My beloved children,” She said to us both, “You may think your long journey has ended, but it has actually just begun. I need you both to help me, as you have both become my allies of transmutation. You have transformed yourselves, and now I must ask you to assist me to transmute my Planet.”

We were both deeply honored, but somehow worried. Was there something in Her voice that made us concerned that we could not stay together? NO, we would not allow that to happen. After all we had been through, we would never part again—NEVER!

We both awoke to the hint of dawn. There was not enough light for Mytria to read the tracks, but we were joined into one being again. Therefore, she simply followed the call of my love. It was mid day when we rejoined again.

MYTRE SPEAKS:

When I awoke from my dream/vision, I knew Mytria was near. I touched the land to call her through the earth and sent my love out to her direction. In fact, I could see in my mind exactly where she was, just as she told me later that she could see me in the same way. I pulled my self up the hill a bit so that I could more easily she her approach. I found a strong stick and some how got myself to my feet. I would not greet her lying on the ground like a wounded animal.

It was then that I saw her walking towards me. When she saw me, she laid down her heavy pack and ran to me as fast as she could. When we met our hearts burst with the love that we thought we had lost, only to regain—stronger than ever. We held each other so tight that we seemed to be one body, as Mytria sobbed onto my chest. I tried not to cry, but my joy could only be expressed in the manner.

We stood there for a long time. All my pain was temporarily gone within the merging of our bodies. In fact, I felt a great healing force coming from her and into my body. As she held me and wept, I felt my fever diminish and my leg begin to heal. Then, I realized that she was draining herself too much in her effort to heal me. I lovingly pushed her away, keeping my hands on her shoulders.

“Thank you Beloved, I can heal myself the rest of the way. If you could just assist me to that shady tree…”

“Yes,” she spoke as she looked into my eyes.

Between her support and the stick I had found, I was able to hobble over to the tree and sit down on the earth between two large roots. Mytria kissed me on the forehead and ran up to get her pack.
“I will have to set this leg before I dress it,” she said apologetically.
“I am ready,” I replied.
Before I knew it, the leg was set, my wound was cleaned, wrapped in herbs, which where covered with a tree bark, and the sticks I had found were replaced and held in place by a clean sash.

“When we get back to OUR camp, I can make you a proper cast,” she said as she gently patted my leg.

We decided to stay there for the remainder of the day and take off to OUR home at sunrise the next day. It was an excellent decision, for that night under the stars was beyond words. Some how we managed to make love. In fact, we made love again and again, each time going deeper and deeper into each other’s very Soul, in fact, into our joint Soul.

Mytria had heard of Divine Complements during her Temple studies, and told me all she knew. And then, we had to make love again, which is when it happened. Mytria tried to keep it from me, but I knew we made a child then. How could we not? The heavens almost opened and sent her down. Yes, it would be a daughter, our daughter, our love-child.

When morning came, I felt almost healed. That is until I tried to walk.

PART 9:

Greetings,
We are Mytria of the Violet Temple of Alcyone and Mytre of the Ashtar Command. We have returned to share more of our story of Pleiadian Ascension. We have decided to share the experience of our ascension with our Earth friends, as you are, also, entering your time of ascension. Hence, as you return to your Multidimensional SELF, you will soon, or already have, met with your Divine Complement. The term Divine Complement is also known as Twin Flame.

The more you return to your fifth dimensional resonance, the less you will feel comfortable in a body of gender. In fact, all forms of polarity will become too constrictive, too low of a resonance, for your ever-expanding consciousness. Therefore, a certain urge may well rise up in you that there is someone that you must meet. You likely do not know who this person is, but you will instantly know your Complement when your eyes first meet. This experience is similar to catching a glimpse at your self in a mirror.

When you contact your Compliment, a chain of events will be initiated over which your ego self will have no control. The mere magnetism of meeting your own Soul in another person’s body can be quite disturbing. If you are not ready for this reunion, you might even push it away. In this case, you may meet at a later time or in another reality.

On the other hand, those who are resonating to the threshold of the fifth dimension will be ready. Consequently, they will willingly change their lives in any way necessary in order to keep this person in their life. However, do not make the mistake that these intense emotions will make for an easy relationship. In fact, a relationship with your Divine Complement is much like a relationship with your self.

Your Divine Complement is the part of your Soul that you had to release to be able to inhabit a third-dimensional body of gender. After that first separation, you each took on myriad other incarnations in both male and female forms. The power of connecting with your Divine Complement is so intense, that Soul’s usually only choose to make this connection if they are approaching ascension. One the other hand, you could choose to ascend first and wait on the fifth dimensional threshold until your Divine Complement also ascends.

Very often, your Divine Complements over-lights you throughout your live, but you will only realize this fact after you have regained your multidimensional consciousness. Connecting with your Complement serves as the precursor to connecting with your higher expressions of self in the mid-fifth dimension and beyond. There are times when Divine Complements meet while both are in the physical plane. Some times they live lives of deep commitment to each other. Other times they come into Oneness to perform a great social contribution.

On the other hand, sometimes they cannot find peace together, as the energy is too intense for their state of consciousness to accept. In this case, they eventually part. The life challenge is considered a “pilot test” in which both of them realize that they are not ready to leave the third dimension. However, there was a moment of connection, which they will continue to always carry in their hearts.

In contrast, there are also lives in which you meet, merge and become ONE within your heart and Soul. However, you are forced to be apart for the sake of a Mission that is even more important than your personal love story. This final example was the case with us. But we are getting ahead of ourselves. Thus, we return our story not too long after we left off…

MYTRIA SPEAKS:

With Mytre’s injured leg, it took us several days to get back to our home base. Once there, our lives returned to normal, only at a much deeper level, as we had both gone completed transformative initiations. Because we had connected with our Higher Expressions, as well as with our Mother Planet, our connection to each other was even more intimate.

We shared dreams, communicated without talking, found our selves doing similar things, as well as simultaneously thinking similar thing. In other words, we were experiencing a deep commitment and unconditional love for each other. That does not mean that we never argued or had difficult moments. Of course we did. However, those moments were soon over, to be replaced by our usual peace and comfort. Besides, we had something very special to share.

While Mytre’s leg was healing, my stomach was growing. Our dear child was growing within my body, as well as within Mytre’s heart. He often held my stomach and talked to his daughter, he insisted the baby was a girl. When we shared those moments, I was so happy that I thought my heart might burst. However, this happiness was always followed by a moment of dread.

I tried to ignore that feeling, but I knew that there would be change soon, and not just the change of having our baby. The Mother was telling me that she would soon need our assistance. There were some things that She needed us to do for Her. She, too, was ready to expand into Her higher expression of SELF. Unfortunately, the day finally came in which all my feelings were validated.

I was very close to birthing and Mytre’s leg was almost totally healed. It was early in the morning and Mytre had been taking an early morning swim at the nearby lake. I was making our morning meal, when I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. Just a few moments later, Mytre came running towards me as fast as he could, which was very fast. I ran, wobbled towards him, but he waved for me to stop. When he reached me, he was out of breath but managed to say, “What just happened to you? We have to go back to the Village. It is your time soon and you need to be where they can help you.”

I resisted his advice for days. I wanted to have my baby in the home that I loved. However, I knew Mytre was right, I just didn’t know why. After I had had several of these pains, he convinced me that we go to the Temple. We cleaned up our camp, but left it habitable, as we planned to return as soon as it was safe for the baby.
Unfortunately, life had another idea.

PART 10:

MYTRE SPEAKS:

I was very happy when Mytria agreed to return to the Village and to have our baby at the Temple. Since my “Vision Quest” I had been having more visions that I could peacefully contain. I knew that we had to return to the Village for the baby, but I also knew that we had to return to the Village because something there was very wrong. I made a flat cart for our “supplies,” but knew that it would be for Mytria. If she walked too long, she would have the pains again, so I made her ride on the cart that I pulled.

She was not happy with my carrying all our packs and pulling the cart. However, when I reminded her that she was carrying the precious cargo of our daughter, she ceased her complaints. When we reached the hill above our Village, we saw that my worst fears were correct. The Force Field around the Village was up, which could only mean that our position had been discovered, and we were under attack. I realized then that I would not be around for the birth of our child, as I would be too busy protected her home.

Mytria and I looked at each other with great remorse. No words were necessary. We both recognized that we would be apart and that the return to our wonderful home would be postponed indefinitely. Mytria was determined to walk into the Village, and I agreed. I wanted to feel her by my side, as I did not know when I would find her there again. Just before we entered the Force Field, Mytria, the baby and I embraced for a long moment. Our hearts and minds became ONE, as we vowed that the three of us would always be together in our consciousness.

Once I entered the code for the Force Field, and we walked through, we knew that our lives would be altered forever. The Village was in complete chaos with people running around in a somewhat organized fashion. The fear in the air was tangible. Before we could take in the situation at hand, Mytria’s labor pains began and my Commanding Officer appeared from nowhere.

“Mytre, where have you been? We could not contact you, and we need you to pilot a Mission NOW!”

“I must take my mate to the Temple, she is in labor with our child.”

“No! You must come now,” he said as he directed one of the Protectors to take Mytria to the Temple.

“Go, my love,” Mytria said bravely, with tears in her eyes. “We will be fine. Our daughter is coming now.”

My Commanding Officer literally pulled me by the arm, as Mytria was placed on the cart and taken to the Temple. What was left of our life together lay forgotten on the ground. We would have only our final embrace to remind us of what we had experienced together.

MYTRIA SPEAKS:

Of course, both Mytre and I knew that something terrible was happening in the Village, but we chose not to talk about it. I had even wondered if my pains had been a warning of some kind. I knew now that they were not labor pains. I wondered if they were a message from our daughter. Both Mytre and I knew that she would be very special, as we often visited her together in our dreams. She told us that she was coming to prepare our people for an auspicious event.

We knew that she was correct, as we always saw the Elohim Alcyone with her in our dreams. I did not know if we, our daughter and myself, would ever see Mytre again. He was a warrior, and he was going into battle. I knew that. In fact, I had known that fact almost as soon as we returned to our home after his Vision Quest. I pushed it from my mind a thousand times, but it always returned to remind me to cherish every moment of our NOW. I talked to the Mother many times, selfishly begging that our lives could remain the way they were.

She always said, “Courage my ONE. You are to be a Priestess and your daughter has a great destiny.” That is all She would say. I would call again and again, until I finally tired of my weakness and accepted that The Mother was right. It was then that I began to live in the flow of the NOW. I did not understand exactly what would happen, but I knew that it would happen soon.

Hence, I determined to Unconditionally LOVE every moment that we shared. Once I surrendered into that decision, I realized that I had wasted precious time in worrying and determined to give thanksgiving for every moment that we shared from then on. But then the pains began, and I knew that our daughter was telling me that, soon, we would have to leave our beloved home.

As we reached the stairs to the Temple, I rose from the cart. I would walk up the stairs with my head held high. Jador, the Protector, kindly supported me. As soon as he touched me I knew he was one of those whom I had met within the Core of the Mother. We would all be joining together now, for what purpose I was not sure. As we entered the door to the Temple, I saw another member of our group. Her name was Sirena. Her and Jador were to be my closest friends during our impending transformation.

“We have been waiting for you. Alycia, your daughter, told us she was ready to be born.” Neither one of us questioned that information. I instantly trusted Sirena and surrendered myself to her care. She swept me into the waiting Birthing Room. It was beautifully prepared with violet cloth draped across the walls. There were candles, incense and soft music. Most important, the room was filled with love.

“We have prepared this room to the specifications of Alycia. She was very specific. All of us here feel honored to be among the ones who assist with her birth.” Sirena said no more.

She led me to my birthing chair and began to cleanse my body with a mixture of herbs and clear water. She brushed my hair and pulled it back from my face. Removed my old clothing and wrapped me with a cloth as light as air. This procedure instantly put me into a deep trance in which I had the most amazing experience, which I will try to explain.

As I fell into a deep trance, I found myself again in the Core of the Mother. In front of me was Elohim Alcyone.

“I have created a form so that I can better participate in the ascension of your people,” She spoke directly into my heart.

“Because you and Mytre, who are Divine Complements, were able to both pass your Initiations, your combined frequencies were high enough for me to implant the seed of my form within your body. Of course, Mytre was vital to this implantation. It was the deep, abiding love embedded in his fluid that allow that seed to germinate. Furthermore, because the two of you had so bonded with my land, I was able to protect the growing one within your body. Now, I am here again to assist you with the birthing.”

All that I can remember is that I felt a slow, gradual release of that which I had tenaciously protected throughout my entire pregnancy. Surrounded my the color violet, in both in my inner and outer vision, created a deep calm, and the sounds, smells and flickering candles allowed me to remain in complete surrender. Suddenly, the release was complete, but my journey continued, but this time with Alycia.

Together, as one essence, we met Mytre, as the three of us soared into a reality in which there was total peace, unconditional love and multidimensional light. As we previewed this world, we realized that it was very familiar. Yes, it was the very world that we were now fighting to maintain. However, there was no fighting here, no fear, no war, and no separation. We all had a Core Essence, but it visibly flowed into the Core Essence of everyone and everything. In fact, there were no “things,” as every form carried its own life-spark and frequency signature.

As the three of us, joined into one tight unit, floated through this world, we realized that we were in a possible reality. We, also, remembered that we had vowed to ground this reality into the body of our new planetary home. In fact, all of us who had met within the Core of the Mother had made this vow before we were born. Now, we were being called upon to remember all that we had vowed to do.

Mytre and I realized that our Missions would separate our forms, but never our hearts. I was to protect and assist in raising Alycia, who would also be raised by the Priests and Priestesses of our Temple. Time would be moving very quickly now, and Mother Alcyone would need our assistance, as we would need Hers. My beloved Mytre may or may not return in the form in which I had known him. However, soon, we would no longer be limited to these forms, so any loss would be temporary. I tried to remember that fact during the long dark nights of my empty bed.

Fortunately, I returned from my vision to find Alycia in my arms.

How can I describe the agony of loosing my Divine Complement and the ecstasy of birthing the child of our great love within the same day? Fortunately, it was the intense oppositions of these two emotions of deepest grief and abounding joy that forced me to find a place to live in-between these two extremes. With my every breath, I held Mytre within my heart and protected him with my every thought. Many of our communication systems were down or restricted. Therefore, I was not able hear any word of him for what would be measured to you in years.

It was only our meetings in our dream world and the bliss of raising Alycia that kept me going. I knew that Mytre’s contribution to the ascension of our people, as well as the reality in which we lived, was great. I was extremely proud of him, but I still constantly missed him. Actually, I missed US!

PART 11:

MYTRE SPEAKS:

When I had to choose between my family and my duty, the answer was simple. I chose my family. However, Mytria urged me to go, to do my duty, to help make our world safe for our daughter. In the moment that I paused in making my decision, I was swept away and so was my family. I was desolate. How could I have let that happen? Why had I made her come back to the Village? Why didn’t I pull away from my Commander and run towards my family?

These questions haunted me and destroyed my ability to concentrate. I sat in important missions and could not focus. I had nothing to give to the Protectors, to my family or to my self. Yes, my self, I had to find my self. However, there was no time to do that. We were under attack. Our long-range communications were down, many of our Ships had been destroyed before they even left the atmosphere and the Force Field around the village was weakening more each day.

We needed reinforcements. We needed the Arcturians to come to our assistance. We still had our fastest Scout Ship, and I was one of our best pilots. Before I had a chance to think, I stood up and volunteered. It was as if someone else made that decision, but once said, I had to follow through. A moment ago I was concerned about my loved ones, and now I was likely going to my death. What was I thinking? Actually, who was thinking? It was not my conflicted ego. Therefore, I hoped it was the ME that I had met on my Vision Quest.

I suppose that is was that version of me that activated my decision, because as soon as it was made, everything changed. Before I knew it, myself, and three others, were flying our Ship through the small area of unguarded space we had found. We made it through only to be greeted by a War Ship. Some how we evaded them long enough for one of our Ships to take down the War Ship. However, we were dead in space. All our controls were out, and life-support was minimal.

Our battle had diminished our crew from four the three. We were safe for a while, but would likely by found by an enemy Ship at any moment. What could I do? It was then that I became the ME I had seen on my Vision Quest. If I could talk to rocks, dirt, sky and the Mother, why couldn’t I also talk to the Ship? Our Ships all had implanted biological elements. Maybe I could connect with whatever life force remained in those jell packs?

I felt the adrenaline coursing through my body and knew that I had to find my Core. I though of my first meeting with Mytria in the Core of Alycone and used that memory to find my own Core. In fact, I finally remembered the message I was given by the Arcturian. It had said, as it looked into my Soul, “YOU can do it!” I still had no idea what that meant.

However, suddenly, I was floating with Mytria and our newborn daughter through a potential reality of complete safety, total love and absolute unity. I felt my essence intermingle with every person, plant, animal and thing within this world. I heard a part of me saying, “Stop day dreaming and get back to business,” but another part of me—the floating part of me—was saying, “Pay attention to this message.”

Yes, this vision, or reality, was a message. I was being shown how to merge with all life, just as I had done when I found my way off the cliff. Therefore, instead of judging my vision/experience, I totally surrendered to it. I merged with each person I met in this reality. I merged with every plant, every animal, and finally, with every “thing.” It was when I totally merged with what appeared to me a rock, that I heard the Ship’s engines come online.

Outside my inner image I heard my crewmates yelling at me to open my eyes and help them. However, I chose to attend to the loving support of my family who was assisting me to merge with every component of this potential reality. I let go of every external perception and directed all my attention into the movement of this “rock.” Slowly, the rock lifted up off the ground and began to move through the air. Simultaneously, our Ship slowly began to move.

I stayed within my inner reality, as I knew that the others could steer the Ship. It was up to me make it move. The rock in my image hovered before me, as if awaiting instructions. I focused all my attention on the closest Arcturians Starship and directed those coordinates into the rock in my image. Slowly the rock turned and began to move. My eyes were closed, and I dared not open them. Therefore, I had to trust that the Ship was moving in the correct direction.

I then saw many other rocks moving towards my rock, and I assumed that our enemy had found us. I could not be distracted by a battle, so I made my rock invisible to the other rocks and directed it to move beyond the speed of light. Instantly, my rock was free of the other rocks. The rock was moving faster than I could track. If I lost sight of it in my image, how could I control it?

“Let go!” I heard an inner voice say. I didn’t know what I was supposed to let go of, so I let go of everything and passed out. I woke up as the two crewmembers lifted me up and put me into the Captains Chair.

“You did it,” they said in one voice.

“What did I do,” I said, still wondering if my entire experience had been my imagination.

“You piloted the Ship with your mind!”

All I could say was, “Can you take over from here? I think I am going to pass out again.”

In the distance, I heard, “Yes Sir,” as I returned to my vision. This time my focus was on my family and on the Elohim Alcyone who was with them. It was She who spoke to me.

“Our dear Mytre, we are most pleased with your ability to remember your innate ability. Do you remember how you first learned that facility in the sixth dimension of Arcturus?”

“Yes, I think so,” I replied. “But I though I was a Pleiadian?”

“Our dear Ascending ONE, you are many beings within ONE. You have chosen to take a form among these brave people. They were tired of fighting and sought the peace and love in which they could return to their higher frequencies of SELF.

“The only way to assure that these Ones can remain safe is if they ascend their bodies, and their entire reality, into the fifth dimension. In this way, they will live beyond the perception of their enemies. You, Mytria and your daughter Alycia have dedicated yourselves to this transition. In fact, everyone who you met within the Core of the Mother has dedicated themselves to this process of ascension.”

As the great Elohim spoke, myriad memories, images, thoughts and emotions filled my consciousness, and surprisingly, I was able to simultaneously understand them all.

“Did I really move the Ship?” I had to ask.

“We, that is the energy of the ONE, moved the Ship.”

I understood that. When I was in this reality of the ONE, I could be the catalyst for anything. It was the great love of my family that brought me to this reality, and it was my great love for them that gave me the courage to release any glimpse of fear from my consciousness.

“You are correct,” the Elohim said in response to my thoughts. “Yes, we heard your thoughts even before they were expressed as words. Your thoughts, as you have found, have great power. That is why you had to pass your Initiation. Only unconditional love could hold you within that frequency of reality. Furthermore, those with mal-intent cannot even perceive, much less enter or harm, that world.”

With the assurance of those final words, I returned to the reality of my Ship. I was instantly greeted by the joyous vision of the Arcturian Starship. I was to study onboard that Starship for many years to learn how to adapt all our Starships to travel by the power of thought.

The most difficult part of that assignment was that no one could know of my secret mission. Fortunately, I could meet with Mytria and Alycia in our fifth dimensional reality, but that was the only contact we could have. The Arcturians sent reinforcements to assist our Village and the surrounding areas. Nevertheless, we all knew that expanding the resonance of our society into the fifth dimension was our only hope for long-term peace.


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Back in 2000, I started a second website, Jump Down The Hole, now defunct, in which I explored different ways of creating fiction, not through linear narrative, but instead through popular website formats.
In Antarctica, I wanted to explore a 'what if' idea. What if Antarctica, rather than being a cold, barren wasteland, was instead a populous nation of beautiful cities, green forests, blue lakes, pink glaciers, with a history going back 40,000 years? Rather than simply writing a story about that notion, I decided to create a fictional tourist-type website devoted to Antarctica, much like sites created on behalf of Germany, New Zealand, or Brazil.
In The Maddox Family Home Page, I wanted to write a story about a single, middle-aged father raising a daughter. Normally, I'd do that using conventional narrative to create a novelette, but this time I decided to tell their story piecemeal, through the different pages of their family website, the father's on-line diary, poetry page, recipes page, and the site's guestbook all contributing insights into their lives, all the pages together revealing the full story.
This mimicking of popular website formats intrigued me also because it allowed the reader, by choosing links according to their own preference, to start anywhere they wanted within the fiction, then explore the lie in a sequence determined by their own link clickings.
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To make it so people don't get their hopes up of getting to go to a peaceful place they remember, can you please make your website state that its a fake part of the website? It has so many things in it that remind me of home and it hurts to know that I've been taken for a ride. Inner Earth really is similar to what you described and my home world is a bit different, but still loving. There are many of us who are not from Earth and would very much like to feel comfortable again instead of feeling overstimulated by harsh energy whenever we walk out the front door. If this isn't just some sick game, can you please let me know?

Na'ven

Excerpt source: http://www.ralphrobertmoore.com/fiction.html (At the very bottom under "Special Projects")

I also wanted to show you something. Below is a link to Antactrica on Google Earth and you can clearly see that something has been covered up there.

http://goo.gl/maps/Affs

It used to be a white circle with a line coming off of it. The holes in the poles are covered up, but the patch was larger than the hole. This means that something large is there, so to people in the know, your site looks like a legitimate site that informs people of Antarctica. So, please give us the courtesy of making it well known that its a fake website so we aren't thrown off by it. Like I said, if you really do have contact with people from a place like that, I'd love to know.

Na'ven,

Thanks for contacting me.

My Antarctica site is indeed a work of fiction. I wanted to write about a place that should exist, but unfortunately doesn't.

I present it as real because that is part of the fictional effect. That effect would be lost if I announced it was fake. Each reader has to gradually realize, as you did, that it's too good to be true.

All the best,

RRM

Is not to good to be true as if you didn't come about this knowledge through research, you probably remembered it from one of your lives in inner Earth. Perhaps a compromise to make sure it stays fiction, but doesn't come across as a lie (A fiction portrayed as true) you could write that this exists in inner Earth. When people feel like they have been taken for a ride, they are not enjoying your work, nor are they interested in any more of it because you lied to them. Fiction is stated as fiction or if you want to do what some people do and say that its up to the reader to discern it, that's a fair compromise as well. This way they know that they might be told false info, but it might also be correct. What you're doing when you say, "Here, read this. You can visit this place if you so choose," is no different than writing an equal and opposite site claiming, "I'll be killing the president tomorrow and here's how." Then on another page, you state its fiction. Or how about a site telling people how to get rich quick or a site saying that you'll sell them a product and to contact you for details. Maybe a site that's saying you can jump off of a cliff and you'll be just fine. Here's how. Then on a hidden page, "Oh, it was fiction." It sounds to me like a cop out and it IS hurting people.

I know you're an artist and so am I. From one writer to another, I'd STRONGLY advise you to make sure your readers don't feel betrayed and that you do SOMETHING to at least hint at the fact that its fake. You can be clever about it like in the above suggestions, but you should be sure your readers don't feel betrayed. I personally would go for letting people know about inner Earth and how its much like that story you wrote or even write about the ascension as well so people can see that this IS in fact possible, but that what you WROTE is fake. However, its not my call to make, but like I said, no one likes feeling like they've been taken for a ride.

lie
1    [lahy] Show IPA noun, verb, lied, ly·ing.
noun
1.
a false statement made with deliberate intent to deceive; an intentional untruth; a falsehood.
2.
something intended or serving to convey a false impression; imposture: His flashy car was a lie that deceived no one.
3.
an inaccurate or false statement.
4.
the charge or accusation of lying: He flung the lie back at his accusers.
verb (used without object)
5.
to speak falsely or utter untruth knowingly, as with intent to deceive.
6.
to express what is false; convey a false impression.